When I Give Up
Chapter 20 Yusta The Wife Candidate
The weather today is the same as yesterday.
Sunny.
The sun appears so confident and unabashed even though all night only heavy rain does not stop until early morning.
Praja Wijaya woke up feeling very bad. The rejection made by Ardina to him felt so impregnated to his subconscious brain.
Ugggh hufft.
The man stretched his muscles which felt very stiff. After that, he got up to go to the bathroom. The dawn prayer was bad luck but still he carried out hoping that today his heart returned well.
Using his work suit, he exited the room and headed straight for the dining table. Alif and Dewinta were already there and were enjoying their breakfast leisurely.
"Assalamualaikum Pa, ma," said the young man with a smile on his face.
"Vaalaikumussalam. Ayok eat. Which one do you want, son?" Dewinta answered and immediately immediately pointed and offered menus available on the table.
"I want some bread. I'm late" answered Praja, reaching for the slices of toast ready on the table. She bit him in a hurry until he was finished. A glass of white milk as a complement he spent in a few sinks only.
Alif and Dewinta just stared at their son with all sorts of thoughts milling around in their minds.
"Eating is not too rushed so dong, not good for digestion." Alif rebuked the son.
"Udah is late, sorry. I went ma pa, assalamualaikum."
"Mosur."
The two answered simultaneously and then looked at each other. They know that Praja doesn't like to be late for work.
Praja went to work and left his parents who were ready to open their mouths to let out their hearts.
"The king must have met with Ardina and got a less pleasant reply pa." Dewinta spoke with a bright look. There was worry in his voice.
"Yes, I also think so ma, because since coming home from that business meeting, he was not at all excited. Dinner was missed."
"Yes pa. Poor Praja. Should we go to Ardina and help her apologize?"
"Ah done. Let it. Let's just wait if the boy wants our help or not."
"Hum, yeah. Where are you going today?" Dewinta diverted the conversation. She looked at her husband waiting for an answer.
"There's business outside. Mama's coming?"
"May also." Dewinta smiles. Even though they are at an advanced age, they always make time to be together.
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Praja Wijaya has arrived at his company. He walked hurriedly into his study with eyes intermittently looking at his wrist.
Yeah, time. He feels uncomfortable in the state of all employees at busy work.
He was a very disciplined man and never late in his work, but now, for the first time he came this kind of misfortune because of a very painful rejection.
"Good morning sir" said Selfina welcoming him in front of her room. The girl looked cheerful.
Praja paused for a moment and looked at her new secretary.
"Good morning Fin. Is there a file I need to sign?"
"Yes sir. About continuing the project file with Mr. Maher Abdullah who will next..."
"Stop! Don't say the man's name. Our cooperation failed with him." The man instantly cut off Selfina's words until the girl gasped in shock.
"Huh? What do you mean sir? I don't understand."
"Udah. Don't discuss." Praja flicked her hand. His aura immediately darkened only because he mentioned the name Maher Abdullah.
"Ah yes sir."
"All files or anything related to Maher Abdullah must be deleted. I don't want anyone to mention his name here."
"Good sir."
"Then yesterday everything seemed fine. Now it's even canceled its investment. Where else is the advantage is huge."
Selfina shook her head in confusion.
"Pak Praja may be having PMS. I was left in that restaurant alone. Eh fortunately there is Yudha who can be invited to play ML together" he said with a tone of voice tent like muttering.
"Oh, my God, Yudha. I even forgot to thank him for taking me home last night."
The girl ran straight to her desk and grabbed her phone which she kept in her bag.
The number you are calling is out of range. So the operator said every time he called the man's number.
"Oh, maybe the guy's still sleeping."
He kept his phone and prepared to work again.
"Hey, I'd like to meet Mr. Praja. She's in the isn't she?!"
Selfina. He saw a beautiful and sexy woman already standing before him with her face raised arrogantly.
"Sorry yes, ma'am. You who? And did you make an appointment with the boss?"
"I'm Yusta. No need to make an appointment either. I'm his future wife Mr. Praja." The woman answered with great confidence.
"Oh that's it? Then please sit down first. I'll tell Mr. Praja first."
Selfina immediately walked out of her desk with a bright mind. He thought he could have the opportunity to be a companion to Praja Wijaya, but it seems like it was just wishful thinking.
With a sigh of heaviness, he entered the room Praja Wijaya after knocking on the door first.
"Sorry to interrupt sir" he said with a smile. Praja who was dealing with her laptop screen immediately turned her gaze towards him.
"What's Fin?"
"There are guests who want to see you."
"Who?"
"Say the father's future wife." Praja immediately frowned confusedly. He only remembers one Ardina and never thinks of another woman. But this, this,
"Send me to come in, Fin."
He allowed his guest to enter even though he did not know who it was.
"Good sir." Selfina came out of the room and immediately invited the special guest to enter.
"Hi Praja, thank you for entering" said Yusta and immediately approached the man with a happy face.
"Yusta? Why would you say that you're my future wife?" Praja looked at the woman with a sharp look.
"No problem dong ya, you'll no longer have a wife so may dong I be your future wife." Yusta sat in front of the Praja table casually.
"I'm busy and I don't have time to serve you. So just tell me what your purpose is to come here."
"I'd like to invite you to Jakarta. I have a project there. I think we can look for investors together, how about a handsome guy? Wanna don't?"
Praja seemed to think. One of his investors has failed to cooperate with him, so it's time to find a new investor.
"Well, when?"
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